It's a foggy night in the city. The haze makes everything blur and meld together. Shadows and lights move in inexplicable ways. Mysterious figures wander though a landscape draped by a gray, transparent veil. Half heard sounds echo in distant side streets and alleys. The big hand meets the little hand at the top of the circle - the infamous hour. Are you alone? You may think so, but can you be sure? Can you really be sure? Just keep walking.